"Oh." Wanda looked at her marked wrists and pulled away from him. She hid it behind her and looked at the floor like a young girl who did something wrong.
"Answer me Wanda." He growled.
"It is nothing really. It doesn't hurt." She bit her lips still looking down on the floor.
"I'm not a patient kind Wanda." Xander hissed grabbing her hands. She tried to pull away again but he didn't let her, instead earning a snarl from him. She then stood obediently letting him look at her wrist. "Annemarie."
Wanda raised her brows and pulled her hands away. He groaned looking up at her angrily. "You saw Annemarie."
"I didn't go to her she took me with her." Wanda replied.
"So she gave you the box?" He asked and she nodded affirmatively, making him frowm more. "Come here."
Without warning, he carried her making her squeal. "What are you doing?"
